The Amber Sword

The green glow faded away.

A shadowy green fiction emerged in the middle of the sky.

It was like a poem in the wind, magnificent and pounding, the crown of the heavenly tree unfolding, covering the sky like an umbrella cover. A majestic, straight trunk, straight as a giant tower in the clouds. Winged birds, surrounded by the forest at the top of the clouds, slowly regained elegance and majesty.

It's a fortress, a temple of warriors, a temple of spirits. In the clouds layered walls, built on branches of disk roots, and countless wooded towers, a heavy crossbow car is being launched from it, the glittering cold light, is a steel crossbow arrow.

A row of tree elf shooters in light armor were walking up to the city. In the shooter's captain's voice, they stopped and turned to the battlefield, placing a long bow in their hand on the ground, in a neat and uniform motion, and the bow arms flashed a soft silver glow, standing like a forest.

Woo--

A long horn echoes in the north wind.

Everyone on the battlefield leaned back, opened his mouth, revealed a stubborn look on his face and watched the scene.

Some of the swords in their hands fell on the ground without even knowing it.

The knights were restlessly gripping the ground with four hooves and sniffing their noses, but the knights clutched the reins unconsciously, like stone statues on the horses' backs.

“So, what's that...?” Baron Daller's mouth was enough to fill the next duck egg, and even his eyeballs burst out: “What the hell is that?!? ”

He subconsciously wanted to go get the people around him, but Hollis pushed this boring guy away. The colour in the eyes of the head of the Sassard wizard was no longer a shock, and he immediately turned to yell at the others:

“Expand the attack and don't let it be positioned. This is the most advanced position transition spell! ”

“Oh, no, we're locked in by magic! ”

“This is a spatial countermeasure, all anchor spells automatically fail! ”

“Spell reaction, in a tacitly applied fashion--”

“Nor is it possible that Tiamat's second to third tiers of passage are all congested and the other party directly deprives us of our authority! ”

“It competes with us for authority!? ”

“Who is it, how is that possible! ”

“No, it blocks all space-related passages… there is no way to block it, and space laws have expired here…”

“That's...”

The wizards were busy.

But Hollis had stopped silently, and he turned around and looked at this fortress as if it were coming from fantasy into reality, and suddenly understood everything.

“Stop it," he said. "It's a jihadist fortress, and it has direct supreme authority in this area, and you can't help it. ”

Everyone looks at each other.

Hollis waved violently: "What are you still standing there for? Get the fleet ready for the enemy! ”

“Earl of Swanburg,” he said, reluctantly, “the adult entrusted us with the solemn power to assist you, you know what will happen to disappoint it. ”

Baron Daller, this is the only spiritual reaction that came, and the colour of resentment flashed through his narrow eyes: "I'll make them look good!” As he said, the crystals on his arm flashed slightly, conveying his orders to the dusk claw teeth on the battlefield.

Nightmares were buzzing around hunting down southern nobles and soldiers, leaving survivors lucky to escape. People raised their heads in tears for the rest of their lives after the robbery, and saw the monsters flying up into the sky like commands, converging into a flood, heading towards the green phantom in the middle of the sky.

“It was the Tonigars who saved us…” This idea was born at the same time in all hearts.

The vast root system of Valhalla is being shaped, and the roots of the coil suddenly fly out in all directions. “The coordinates of the 789 root system confirm, unfolding the other seven sets of rootstocks, the coordinates are…” The girl floating at the top of the crystal tower in the lobby of the tree reads out a set of data expressionlessly, and the Spirit Monica dances around her and screams: “Give them a good look, Valhalla! ”

The laterally extended roots are like a giant, round arm sweeping out tens of thousands of meters across. Baron Daller glanced at him and said, "No!” But Nightmare's army has been hit by a head-on. In front of the roots of a world several dozen meters or even hundred meters in diameter, the nightworm is nothing more than a real worm. Hundreds of nightworms were immediately smashed into pieces and swept through the giant arms, the sky was one clear, and the number of nightworm armies was less than a third.

Baron Dalle was desperate, but for him the disaster was not over. There is no monomeric consciousness on the ground, pushing blindly forward, while Valhalla, descending from the sky, is taking root, with its roots stretched out and falling back to the ground. After a loud bang, Valhalla's root system fell like a giant whip into a purple wave.

Old's wilderness clusters of armies were immediately torn apart, and then the sky was one dark, as the entire Valhalla fortress was slowly descending. But the so-called slow decline is only relatively inevitable in the dozens of kilometres of enclosure --

“The coolant injection begins, the magic is expected to run out in one minute, all coordinates are checked correctly, and the magic output is disconnected...” the girl said calmly: “The Valhalla transition is complete, the cooling begins, and the recharge is expected to be completed in fifteen minutes. ”

“Lots of nutrients!” Monica was excited to wave her fist straight: “The other commander must be an idiot! ”

Valhalla sits in the middle of the battlefield in a long, loud noise, stretching the crown like an arrogant giant. The whole city is trembling with a fortress, but its designers have long considered this, and a large number of petrified arch structures keep the fortress steady as Tarzan.

Baron Daller in the middle of the sky had already fainted when he saw the scene.

Hollis looked at the guy with disgust. He was so sick of this retard, but he couldn't do it without him on the battlefield. He reached out his finger and a cold ray hit Baron Dahler in the face. The latter woke up screaming.

“Let the Nightmares drag the Tonigars' fleet, as our fleet attacked, the clusters still prevailed on the ground, and you, the Swanburg Neng army, the Tonigars' ground power is not worth mentioning. ”

Baron Daller nodded coldly, “I understand, I understand, Lord Hollis. ”

“Raise the bow--”

Phoenix, deputy commander of the Ringo Legion, shouted, and the elf girl stepped on Valhalla's head with her elf leather boots, shaking her hair and pulling her sword forward with a beautiful action.

As she moved, the shooters brushed a row of long bows in their hands.

The three arrays on the silver bow arms became bright in turn.

Magic arrow technique.

The wind is elegant.

Knockout aircraft first.

The hunter's father and son also stood beside the dwarf Odem, who was wearing a heavy armor and a small hammer in his hand, wearing a heavy dwarf helmet with only two round little eyes.

The teenager was too excited to be himself, and the middle-aged man was pale, and the dwarf master had put his feet on his hands and picked up the castle, but he still couldn't see the sight of the city, and he could only mumble eagerly: "Tell me, how's it going out there!? ”

Phoenix's beautiful voice as if she were singing came from afar:

“Put it down!”

A squeaky noise came.

The teenager only heard a tsunami of wind shouting, as if a raging wind had swept through the city, hundreds of feather arrows flew out at once, shrinking into countless fine, dense black dots, even the sky was a darkness.

Nightworms are spreading out into the upper canopy of Valhalla. The storm of arrows burst into the face, the first dozen nightingales burst into the body of more than a dozen arrows, and the demonized arrows burst apart as soon as they hit the target, even the dusk seed, blew fleshly.

The first nightmares fell as if it were raining, but for the total size of this army this loss was minimal.

“Raise the bow--”

“Armor Breaking Arrow, switch to Group 2 Enchantment Plan. ”

Phoenix frowned and immediately gave the order.

A good archer can shoot twelve arrows in a minute, but that's far from their limit for a tree elf. And for the Wind Archer, the exclusive regiment of Valhalla with the elegance of the wind, the ultimate speed of the elf girls depends only on how many arrows they have left.

The Nightmare Army had not rushed the storm caused by the first wave of arrow rain, and the second wave of arrow rain had swept in front of it.

Baron Daller had just revealed his smile and froze on his face.

The arrow enchanted retardation and applied gravity, and the Nightworm Army dropped fewer than before, but the speed of the Nightworm hit was clearly one of slowness and separated from the rest of the bug population.

It's just a breathing time, and the third wave of arrow rain is on schedule.

The teenager shouted, “Each of them can distinguish between different goals and how to do it! ”

“They're elves, everyone's a natural shooter, stupid!” The middle-aged hunter answered in a bad way.

“Neither can the elves. It is the goal Valhalla has assigned them, and that is the power of the Jihad Fortress!” Oldham picked up the stack and jumped and complained, “Can't you tell me exactly what's going on out there? ”

“I'm sorry, Mr. Odem, but I was stunned," the teenager answered embarrassed. “Strange, why aren't those monsters attacking us, they're flying towards the canopy. ”

“They're going to attack our port.” Oldham said out loud, "You idiots! ”

More nightmares continue to be hit, and changes in velocity make a huge difference in the formation of the entire nightmare army. Their original attack arrows have become hierarchical at this moment, hidden into the shape of a long serpent.

Even if he was incompetent as Baron Dahler in heaven, he could see the problem at the moment, but he was in such a hurry as an ant in a hot pot that he didn't know what to do with the situation at hand.

Phoenix whistled with a cold smile.

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